Posts tagged “Las Vegas”

It usually takes me a few weeks to get around to reading Sports Illustrated. So I’m a bit late to this, but I just read the SI obituary of John Fairfax. He’s most famous for being the first man to row solo across the Atlantic, which he did in 1969. But it seems like everything […]

This weekend I finished reading Busting Vegas by Ben Mezrich, the same guy that wrote Bringing Down the House. It’s pretty much the same story: M.I.T. math geeks take on the gambling industry. David and Goliath, etc. It’s a good, quick read. I’d definitely grab Bringing Down the House first, though. It was much more […]

Right around 11 o’clock on the night of Sunday, March 16th, is when my dad and I realized that our iPods had been stolen from our hotel room at the Tropicana in Las Vegas. My dad had left his charging on the bathroom counter and mine had been in the zippered front pocket of my […]

Last night I finished reading When the Mob Ran Vegas, a great book that I grabbed at the McCarran Airport on my last trip to Sin City. At times the book suffers from some pretty poor grammar and editing, but the stories are so fascinating that you can forgive the author’s quirky, personal style. Plus, […]

My dad and I met in Vegas for a weekend of golfing after I visited the huge Con/Agg convention with Kelly and Bill. We stayed at The Tropicana, a classic Vegas hotel that has fallen on hard times. The place is just a wreck. Every night and every morning there was trash in the hallways, […]

Postings will be sparse for the next few days. I’m in Vegas with my dad. We golfed today and will be golfing again tomorrow … and the next day … and the next day … This is my third or fourth trip to Las Vegas since I moved to LA in 2000. I’m not much […]

What a great book! I just finished reading “Bringing Down the House: The Inside Story of Six M.I.T. Students Who Took Vegas for Millions“, and I feel like I need to take a nap. It’s a thrilling, true account of a group of college kids that managed — in two years! — to fleece the […]

Yesterday I cut out of work a bit early, hopped on a Hawker 800 with my girlfriend and her family, and flew to Las Vegas to catch Cirque Du Soleil’s “O” at the Bellagio. Except for a quick trip to the Green Valley Ranch last year, this was actually my first trip to Vegas since […]

“My grandmother was 81, she died at home in her bed, with her daughter holding her hand. It wasn’t a prolonged illness, but at the same time we had enough warning that we were all able to say our goodbyes. Honestly, I can’t think of a better way to go. Well, maybe some sort of elaborate mass suicide involving fireworks and showgirls and drugs and showgirls on drugs, and maybe showgirls on drugs on fire. Ooh, yeah, flaming showgirls! But back to my original point. The funeral provided …”from (un)Lovely